1.Pearly Queen
Lyrics：Winwood／Capaldi
Music：Winwood／Capaldi
I bought a sequined suit from a pearly queen
And she could drink more wine than I'd ever seen
She had some gypsies' blood flowing through her feet
And when the time was right she said that I would meet
My destiny
I traveled round the world to find the sun
I couldn't stop myself from having fun
And then one day I met an Indian girl
And she made me forget this troubled world
We're living in
I had a strange dream. In my hair
I saw a pearly queen lying there
And all around her feet flowers bloomed
But they were made of silk and sequins two by two
2.Heaven is in Your Mind
Lyrics：Winwood／Capaldi／Wood
Music：Winwood／Capaldi／Wood
You ride on the swing in and out of the bars
Capturing moments of life in a jar
Playing with children, acting as stars
Guiding your visions to heaven and heaven is in your mind
Take extra care not to lose what up feel
The apple you're eating is simple and real
Water the flowers that grow at you heel
guiding your visions to heaven and heaven is in your mind
3.Medicated Goo
Lyrics：Winwood／Capaldi
Music：Winwood／Capaldi
Pretty Polly Possum what's wrong with you？
Your body's kind a weak
and you think there's nothing we can do
Good Golly Polly shame on you
Cause Molly made a stew that'll make a newer girl out of you
So follow me, its good for you
That good old fashioned Medicated Goo
Ooo, aint' it good for you？
My own homegrown recipe'll see you thru
Freaky Freddy Frolic had some, I know
He was last seem picking green flowers in a field of snow
Get ready Freddy, they're sure to grow
Mother nature just blew it
and there's nothing really to it I know
Aunty Franny Prickett and Uncle Lou
They made some Goo
Now they really sock it to their friends
Frantic friends and neighbors charge the door
They caught a little whiff
Now they're digging it and seeking more
4.40,000 Headmen
Lyrics：Winwood／Capaldi
Music：Winwood／Capaldi
Forty thousand headmen couldn't make me change my mind
If I had to take the choice between the deafman and the blind
I know just where my feet should go and that's enough for me
I turned around and knocked them down and walked across the sea
Hadn't traveled very far when suddenly I saw
Three small ships a-sailing out towards a distant shore
So lighting up a cigarette I followed in pursuit
And found a secret cave where they obviously stashed their loot
Filling up my pockets, even stuffed it up my nose
I must have weighed a hundred tons between my head and toes
I ventured forth before the dawn had time to change its mind
And soaring high above the clouds I found a golden shrine
Laying down my treasure before the iron gate
Quickly rang the bell hoping I hadn't come too late
But someone came along and told me not to waste my time
And when I asked him who he was he said, 'Just look behind'
So I turned around and forty thousand headmen bit the dirt
Firing twenty shotguns each and man, it really hurt
But luckily for me they had to stop and then reload
And by the time they'd done that I was heading down the road
5.John Barleycorn
There were three men came out of the west, their fortunes for to
try
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn must die
They've plowed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in
Threw clods upon his head
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn was dead
They've let him lie for a very long time, 'til the rains from
heaven did fall
And little Sir John sprung up his head and so amazed them all
They've let him stand 'til Midsummer's Day 'til he looked both
pale and wan
And little Sir John's grown a long long beard and so become a
man
They've hired men with their scythes so sharp to cut him off at
the knee
They've rolled him and tied him by the way, serving him most
barbarously
They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks who've pricked him
to the heart
And the loader he has served him worse than that
For he's bound him to the cart
They've wheeled him around and around a field 'til they came
onto a pond
And there they made a solemn oath on poor John Barleycorn
They've hired men with their crabtree sticks to cut him skin
from bone
And the miller he has served him worse than that
For he's ground him between two stones
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl and his brandy in the
glass
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl proved the strongest
man at last
The huntsman he can't hunt the fox nor so loudly to blow his
horn
And the tinker he can't mend kettle or pots without a little
barleycorn
6.Empty Pages
Lyrics：Winwood／Capaldi
Music：Winwood／Capaldi
Found someone who can comfort me, but there are always
exceptions
And she's good at appearing sane, but I just want you to know
She's the one makes me feel so good when everything is against
me
Picks me up when I'm feeling down, so I've got something to show
Staring at empty pages, centered 'round the same plot
Staring at empty pages, flowing along in the ages
Often lost and forgotten, the vagueness and the mud
I've been thinking I'm working too hard, but I've got something
to show
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